The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The letter was found in the lining of a coat. It was not a letter, really, but a scrap of parchment, yellowed and brittle, smelling of dried lavender and old dust. It had been sewn into the hem of a woolen cloak worn by a man who had walked for three days through the rain. The man was Elias. He was an exile, though he did not use the word. He used the word "wanderer." It felt lighter on the...

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